Fifty miles away from the Yin and Yang tombs, Ning Chen, wrapped in black, appeared again. He came here to watch from afar every night for seven days.

Among the heavenly books, life is the beginning, god is the supreme, inaction ends, chaos is the change, and the four most special volumes. The life volume is the beginning of the heavenly books, and has an extraordinary response to the other few heavenly books.

After several days of observation, Ning Chen could basically confirm that this volume of heavenly book was within the Yin Tomb, but he was not in a hurry to take it away.

Yin Tomb is a place of death. All those who enter are dead. Although it is difficult for him to die now, he will still die like those who enter.

"If you want to take it, I can help you." At some point, the ghost girl appeared and was still wearing a red wedding dress, floating in the wind.

"Have you broken through?" Ning Chen turned around and asked softly.

"It's still half a step away," the ghost girl responded.

Ning Chen nodded, thought for a while, reached out to the former, and said, "Give me your hand."

The ghost girl gently avoided it and shook her head and said, "No, the last half step, I want to take it by myself."

Ning Chen was silent for a moment, and withdrew his hand without any force.

"Do you want to go in?" The ghost girl looked at the two Yin-Yang tombs in the distance and asked.

"Wait a little longer, it's not time yet," Ning Chen replied.

The ghost girl took two steps forward, her eyes looked into the distance through the red veil, and she waited with the former.

Outside the Yang Tomb, people try to enter every day, and after the ominous occurrence of the Yin Tomb a few days ago, few people dare to take a step again.

Both graves are dead, but in the end, the people who can luckily enter the Yang Tomb can survive by 10% or 20%. Every once in a while, the Supreme Elder of the Great Sect sends out a letter with secret techniques to let people outside know that they are still alive.

"Do you know where the heavenly book is?" asked the ghost girl.

"Yin Tomb" Ning Chen said calmly.

The ghost girl looked at the Yin Tomb. There was no one there now, and all those who entered were dead. Occasionally, one or two escaped were all exploded at the last moment, and the corpse was gone.

The two of them waited quietly for a night, and when it was dawn, they left in the ghost sedan chair.

When the southeast changed, the war in the north of Daxia became more and more intense, and the Northern Mongolian army attacked the city more and more frequently, and the troops on both sides began to decrease. However, compared with the Northern Menglai, which was sieging the city, Daxia had the advantage of defending the city, and the casualties were smaller.

This is the expected situation. Duke Jingwu and the Blood-clothed Marquis who arrived later were both famous generals who were good at fighting, so it was natural to be safe and defended.

The tactics of the Northern Mongolian military advisors and the arrangement of troops were not problematic. It was impossible to defeat Yueyang City and could not be changed by manpower.

Daxia suffered too much in the hands of the Northern Mongolian military advisor, so no matter what the battle situation in Yueyang City was, the strategies of King Jingwu and the Marquis of Blood-Yiyi were always unstoppable and responded to changes in the same way.

In the underworld, Ning Chen was silent and thought, not thinking about the yin and yang tombs, but thinking about the war in the north.

The heavenly book is in the yin tomb, and no one can get it for a while. Just wait patiently, but the situation in the north really makes him a little confused.

When Beimeng attacked the city, Fan Lingyue's troops were impeccable. When the disadvantages were obvious, he could still maintain a situation of six for four.

However, he always felt a sense of incongruity. Now Fan Lingyue’s actions are more like a famous coach, rather than the wisest man in the world who fears the world.

In one sentence, it means that it is more than perfect and less amazing.

The ghost girl came over and looked at the outlined things on the ground. Although she didn't understand them very well, she also understood what Ning Chen was thinking.

"You've already done this, can't let go of these things?"

The ghost girl spoke and asked in confusion. She witnessed the person in front of her from a young man in her prime to the present day when he was not a human being, no one else might have collapsed, and she would not have the heart to think about these things.

Ning Chen threw away the dead branches in his hand without answering. He turned around and asked, "Ghost Girl, is your immortal body the same as the martial king of the Eternal Night God Sect?"

Hearing this, the ghost girl shook her head and said, "It's different."

"What?" Ning Chen asked.

The ghost girl thought for a moment and said, "There is no real immortal body in the world. Although I, Mingzi, and Wu Jun are not afraid of swords and palm power, they will still be injured."

Ning Chen listened carefully without interrupting it. This may be the key to dealing with the Eternal Night Sect in the future, and he needs to remember it with care.

The ghost girl continued, "For example, Mingzi and I have ghost sources or dark sources, and with special physical skills, our injuries will generally recover soon. Even if there are fatal injuries such as heart veins and internal organs, as long as we meditate and cultivate, we can also be cured after a period of time."

"The Wu Jun of the Eternal Night Divine Sect has two dantian Qihai. When fighting, one defense and one attack. As long as it is not fatal injury, with the powerful recovery ability of the three disaster realms, you can recover while fighting."

The Ghost Girl's words gave Ning Chen a lot of surprise, causing him to fall into thinking again. A powerful person with an immortal body in the Three Disaster Realm is a disaster for Daxia. The innate nature is different from acquired nature, and the troops are undead. If Daxia wants to achieve the final victory, how to defeat Wu Jun is an unavoidable problem.

Of course, it is still a bit early to think about this now. It is still unknown whether Daxia can pass the Northern Mongolia level.

Just as Ning Chen was thinking, the ghost girl hesitated for a moment and said, "Actually, there is still a solution to your body."

Ning Chen looked up, looked surprised and asked, "What's the solution?"

"Kill the Mingzi and seize the Mingyuan" said the ghost girl slowly.

Ning Chen was stunned and couldn't recover.

"If you get the source of the darkness, you can turn into the darkness body, and the toxicity of the Huangquan flower is no longer a threat. Moreover, with the source of the darkness, the internal organs burned by the sky fire in your body can also be repaired quickly," the ghost girl explained.

Ning Chen came back to his senses, frowned slightly, and said, "Aren't you and Mingzi a fellow practitioner? Why do you tell me this?"

The ghost girl sighed softly and said, "You don't understand that this generation of Mingzi is an anomaly, crazy and has no idea of ​​right or wrong or not. As long as it is on a whim, everything can be done. The underworld has fallen to this day, largely because of his existence. The most terrifying thing is that this person's talent is too terrible. Once he is allowed to overcome the innate hurdle, it is probably difficult for anyone in this world to check and balance him."

"It's really sad to have different thoughts from fellow practitioners." Ning Chen said with emotion with a complicated expression.

The ghost girl continued, "But, after you die, I will still take back Mingyuan. Hell things will always return to the underworld."

"Absolutely," Ning Chen nodded.

In the next few days, Ning Chen continued to wait outside the Yin and Yang tomb every night, and something happened to the Yang tomb. Although the person who entered was not dead, no one could come out and was trapped in it.

"Be ready, it's time for us to go in." On the fourth night, Ning Chen looked at the two large graves in the distance and reminded him.

He had the Taoist secret technique taught by Daokui. In the past, the Taoist sect was the master of formations and restrictions. Among the secret techniques he obtained, it was mainly practiced techniques, and the formation was simply mentioned. Therefore, it took him ten days to understand what the Yin and Yang tombs were all about.

If he is not wrong, these two tombs are life and death. When the Yang tomb is born, the Yin tomb is dead, and vice versa is the same.

A few days ago, the owner of the Yang tomb was born, and the Yin tomb became a dead place. Now, it is almost time to change.

As the words fell, the flames were magnificent in the tomb of Yang, and the screams of death trembled for a hundred miles. The ancient artifacts of great sects exploded in the moment when they flew out, and then blood and bones flew across ten feet in a radius.

"I'm out, haha"

A supreme elder of a great sect rushed out, but before the smile on his face could bloom, his whole body exploded with blood and blood, and bones splattered everywhere, making people shudder.

"I'm not willing to give up, I'm not willing!!!"

Yang Tomb shook, and shrill roars came out, and it immediately came to an abrupt end. Finally, the tragedy began to take place here. Large pieces of blood squirted, blooming the last light of life, so beautiful that it makes people intoxicated.

"Walk"

Ning Chen narrowed his eyes and said.

The ghost girl nodded, and the next moment the ghost sedan streaked by, and led the two of them into the Yin Tomb. In an instant, the Yin energy filled the sky and swallowed it up.

The two of them were not afraid at all. This yin energy was a great harm to normal people, but it had no effect on two people who had already abnormal bodies.

After breaking into the Yin Tomb, the ghost girl put away the ghost sedan chair, dispersed her spiritual consciousness, and carefully paid attention to the surrounding situation.

The dark tomb was very dark, with the rustling wind and the wet walls full of years of wind and frost, and sword marks crisscrossed, reflecting the fierceness of the past war. The owner of the tomb did not know what kind of backup plan he had arranged. According to the traces on the wall, the double tombs had been opened more than once, burying batches of heroes.

"It has been at least thousands of years!" Ning Chen sighed softly at the completely ashesed bones on the ground.

Thousands of years have passed, and I don’t know how many monks were buried here. This time it is still the same. Countless people penetrated into the tomb like moths to the fire. In order to get a lifetime opportunity, even a glimmer of hope will make many people go crazy.

The two of them kept walking forward. After a while, Ning Chen suddenly felt cold in his heart. He looked up and saw countless gray ghosts floating out of the darkness. The cold wind whistled, densely connected, making his scalp numb.

"Smell!"

The ghost girl's eyes shrank, and she grabbed Ning Chen and immediately made way out, watching rows of ghosts leave. The most yin thing finally appeared in the big tomb, which was not a good sign.

Nothing exists when the ghost passes by, and it is swallowed up completely. After endless years, these extremely dark ghosts have almost developed spiritual wisdom, and their green eyes have begun to have a trace of spirit.

"This tomb is probably more than a thousand years old, and we may be in trouble!" The ghost girl looked at the departure of Yin Ling and reminded her.

Yin spirits cannot be formed in a thousand years. If you are not lucky, this may be the tomb of ancient sages ten thousand years ago.>
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